Liaena studied the hole in the ceiling, through which Rithrynn exited with all the ‘grace and elegance’ of her kin. “I’d probably be a lot safer if they [b]were[/b] trying to kill me. At least then I wouldn’t have to put up with them as house guests”

“….You say that like they’re not” Kathlin remarked dubiously. Looking noticeably relieved that Rithrynn had departed; the girl also placed a stool the right way up and sat down. “Aren’t you worried that they’re going to come back with friends, Li?”

“No. Night Elves have this amaaaazingly short term memory – If you give them half an hour, they forget what they’re mad about and go and find something else to punch. Besides, most of them are black-out drunk anyway. You might have noticed”

“Moreso from the fight than the drink, but yes”

“Best bodyguards. But yeah, I’m sorry about your window” Liaena added, looking towards Doin as she gave the remains of the skylight a slightly apologetic nod. “I really didn’t mean for anything to get blown up while I was here….I’ll try and get your money back”

“Uhh, ahh Lass, don’t go puttin’ yourself outta pocket on my account…”

“My pocket? Noo no no. I happen to know for a fact that Rithrynn has a fairly large stash of loot from the North she’s got hidden away in her room – and she hasn’t got around to pawning any of it yet, last I checked” Liaena said cheerfully. The grin she gave Doin had a slightly evil tinge to it. “I’ll sort it out. Just give me time”